Tag Archives: Iulia Halatz

Morning mist

The mist that
covers my heart
is thick
numbing mornings
and evenings
with the sagacity
of a cubist artifact.

It comes in layers
clinging with fetid fingers
on to the gargoyles
of the old mansion
our love has become.

No surprise from
any shadow
No brush
with velveteen
vulnerable
acts of tenderness.

Dragons and starlings
seem nearer
in the dancey mists

Love is uncovered
in a smile
at first light…
Is that enough?

© Iulia Halatz

Photography art – Grace M.Ballentine – Morning Mist

I am delighted that five of my poems were included in the Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I. The anthology is now available on Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk.

Stories…

We are first attracted by someone because their bag of stories, life or imaginary, glimmers fresh and enticing.
You know they come from another tale. Their mind and legs have trodden softly on exotic paths.
You want to wander deserts, seas and storms with them and listen to their medley of words that heat like fire in midwinter.

We are hardwired with curiosity and a secret cipher to unlock any new stories to put together these tales we travel with swiftly and innocently.

“We tell each other stories in order to survive” – Joan Didion

We tell each other stories in order to survive and sur-thrive.

We write your surviving and sur-thriving stories.

I illustrate with a story within a perfume story – by René Gruau (1971) for Miss Dior Parfum.

© Iulia Halatz

La Mulți Ani, România!

“Romania is my country and the sweet hills covered in vineyards are my home place.

I have yet to find more beauty in the world as to measure the balmy vineyards in the shade of moonlit evenings…” – Iulia Halatz

Read more of my article on Mr Mohamad Al Karbi‘s blog illustrated with the best noncommercial video by Anthony Brzeski.

https://mohamadkarbi.com/2017/04/15/romania/

Language is not like the sun…

“Language is not like the sun, heating and scorching, but like the moon, keeping secrets and the arcane magic of the night, throwing stars in the lilacs’ claws till dawn.” -Iulia Halatz

We cater for everybody who has a story to write.
We have time. We believe in Omoikane, the Japanese god of wisdom and insight, a deity capable of making decisions that we would make if we only had the time. We make good decisions and start writing for you in a jiffy. Of course, after our first meeting (in person or online) and after we have received your brief.

We have perseverance. We love Kintsugi, the Japanese art of repairing broken pottery with lacquer dusted or mixed with powdered gold, silver, or platinum. We work, write and repair your web content until it is clear, clever, shareable and… Invincible.

We’d love to hear from you!

Have a most fortunate day in all your hermetic activities!

I am delighted that five of my poems were included in the Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I. The anthology is now available on Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk.

SORROW-TELL HEART

I was a pet of some exotic breed
I couldn’t sing above the ground.
Tamed, wounded, half born
Under the dark moon.

It was he
Who taught me
To unsing
Undream
Unbelieve
To him my humane body
Had been a fiery husk
Flickering
Against closed walls.

The garden was above
Dank meadows looming.

Everything I saw in my mind
I could perceive
With the eyes of
A wound,
Pulsating
Festering
Could I still feel the scent
Of night
in the carousel of pain?

I wanted to break
This corrosive perception
And listen to songbird…

Everything that shimmered
In my ears
Was crackling crows
Fruits of mauve trees
Against amber twilight…
In the sundown realm.

The blood of the stars
Had engulfed it…

My heart used to have roots
Into the feeble beams of autumn
After lilacs grew them stronger…

Can you pull me into April?
Or any month
wearing blue odors
And tawny lights…

Pending July
he would be felt on my skin
Like Spring rain
Without Spring.

Sophisticated
Abrasive
Pet
of one color…
I was allowed to contemplate
The flawed days only
through barbed windows…

You lived,
But somewhere else
The black moon turned away
Sheltered steppe
Had no need of garbage flowers

The zest for life
Is fortitude, work
Dream
Of a plain new world
Swept in the ascending
Web of Truth.

© Iulia Halatz

Photography art – Evelyn Nesbit

I am delighted that five of my poems were included in the Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I. The anthology is now available on Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk.

What can I give you?

PROUD TO HAVE CONTRIBUTED TO ALIVE WORDS THAT CREATE A WORLD WITHOUT MAPS:

Anthology Volume I: Writings from the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective

What can I give you? I am the blue
as imagined by a blind
and the roots of knowledge
as watered by a scholar.

I am the yellow
wind and the mauve
respond of light
perched
in the ubiquitous trees
tethered in the clouds
that barely scratch
the sky.

I am the green
storm and colorless waves
that wished upon a mountain
to break water in tryst
with the sun.

Not by blindness
we can reorder colors
but by the painting of a soul
in a moment tender
as the liquid moon
is quivering above the forest.

© Iulia Halatz

I am delighted that this poem was included in the Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I. The anthology is now available on Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk.

Of Serendip

There is a very old folktale that dates back to the Sassanid Empire about the Three Princes of Serendip, who travelled the world, making discoveries. These seemed to be accidental, but the discoveries were reinforced by the princes’ wisdom in recognizing and taking advantage of these apparent accidents. During the 18th century the art historian and antiquarian Horace Walpole brought the word “serendipity” into the English language based on this story, in which the heroes were “always making discoveries, by accidents and sagacity, of things they were not in quest of”.

Be of Serendip. Indulge in the freedoms of travelling, vicariously or not.

Education and experience do not come from a paper. I have two main papers, but the most important papers are the ones I have been filling since I started doing the work I am proud of, the work that I have sent and showed to perfect strangers while making decisions in times of eclipses of mind and ideas.
We have skills, as stated in our papers, nevertheless the ones we need to sail the murky waters of translucent innovation and the rock-solid skills of a bootstrapper are still pending…

“There are more tools, resources and opportunities to become a bootstrapper today than ever before. To begin with a market that needs your help, a contribution you want to make and the willingness to put in the effort and to create something of value.”
Seth Godin

“Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.”-Arthur C. Clarke
Use the magic at your hands to solve problems, make connections, open doors, make a difference aided by your new found freedom.
Your freedom is your new-found-land, your Serendip.

Freedom is novelty in thinking, words, ideas. Each day comes with a new attire of projects. Finish some of them, mold some into new stuff. Your stuff… Show your stuff to new people. Send something that you yourself have weaved.

Nevertheless, some days would be spent drifting while hope gets eaten by a dragon. But as an entrepreneur, there is just one way available, that of gritty positivism. Otherwise you’ve got yourself a problem, solved when silvery hope shines again, lit by your work and the people you care about.
Iulia Halatz

Art – Eclipse by Konstantin Korobov.

http://blog.seocopywriting.ro/2017/04/04/success-as-craft-of-magic/

I am delighted that five of my poems were included in the Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I. The anthology is now available on Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk.

Lettered jailer – Iulia Halatz

Lettered jailer – My latest poem for Sudden Denouement Literary Collective

You look so sane
potentially careful and serene
Smirk-at-arms
atoning for
the perfumed gaiety
and colorless skies.

The fire in the autumn
dictates the ice in the new moon.

My love,
When are you going to make up your mind?
Set me free
word upon word
I throw in your face
unsubmissive of your bars…
When are you going to break the gloom?
Sorrowless
is your world
You grow your stamina
from my pain…

Minstrels sing of legendary lands
You sing of the legendary cavern
lettered for me.

Some words are
like the spring wind
building with
cherry blossoms
the library
of scent…

Some words
tell
the snows of June
makeshift
a gilded cage
Lit only by a shadow…

Your words are the haze
that glimmer in the distance
Dystopian love
ruling
over eight kingdoms.

One day
I am walking
in a field of poppies
with a sun
that clears
a golden path for me.

The next day
I am bleeding
on thistles and thorns.

You are betrayer
of words
and pilferer of dreams…

Your love expires
every time we drink
the shade of the evening
and the rumours in the stars.

© Iulia Halatz

suddendenouement.com/2018/10/17/lettered-jailer-iulia-halatz

“Writing is an Iron Tale, must be tough and sincere to the core of human perception of pain as valor. I am the grumpy T-Rex who started writing out of pain, not because of a polished world. Writing out of love is painless and herbivore. As we sometimes taste blood, ours or others’. Nevertheless, some words are so expensive that we are better left with them unspoken or write them with the ink of a Ghost…” – Iulia is a teacher, entrepreneur and cyclist.

Personal value proposition

“Your PVP, your personal value proposition, is how you impact your company.
It’s how your work changes the world.” – Gapingvoid

Content writers don’t write blog posts – they create stories.

Teachers don’t teach – they create stories and experiences.

Teachers create stories around you as a main character. You get to play many parts, one of which is to rewrite and retell your story in English. With “little” help from your teacher.

So when you come the the course, you know what story to weave.

There is no place for arrogance in the teaching. The only thing is changing the world of your students.

© Iulia Halatz

Art by Hans Andersen Brendekilde.

I am delighted that five of my poems were included in the Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I. The anthology is now available on Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk.

Businesses must be built like cities

Businesses must be built like cities, as places for pleasure, trade, wealth and work.
A successful business epitomizes the work that shines like gold. The work that breathes the perpetual air of jazziest Spring.

Innovation and hard work
Your deeds and hard work are evidence of your small empire erected on a foundation of stardusted ideas protected by the wing of spring. Rains might soak your efforts and bring in the smell of dust, but you must toil and think creatively until the sun comes down again.
Whoever comes for pleasure should see the hard work behind every shiny slate in the pavement.
Leave trails of hard work to lead your customers to your city of trade, wealth and treasures. Be a lucky snail that leaves a gold trail of slog.

Trade means to develop friendliness and communication. The city of business is not a place for arguments but for agreements and networking. And for instructive courses, information, physical and spiritual wealth and language. The language that creates truthful connections between the people who are willing to build something wonderful together, a business, a new product, a story that stealthily steals your time while giving away pleasure.

Extraordinary evidence
“Extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence” – Carl Sagan
Show hard evidence of your timeless toil everywhere, on your site, blog and social media pages. On your white papers, newsletters, emails, your sketches of new projects.

“The secret to success is to do the common things uncommonly well.” ― John D. Rockefeller
Let us draw an idea with some words! As we cannot paint like this:

© Iulia Halatz

Art by Ivan Konstantinovich Aivazovsky.

I am delighted that five of my poems were included in the Sudden Denouement Anthology Volume I. The anthology is now available on Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk.